Thieving Irons Follow

So long

If we could walk on water or bleed of honey
the crushing sound of the walls coming down
if I lift you up will you still be around?

If we could walk on water or bleed of honey
you’re tongue tied and twisted with pride
the giving up goes away with time

So long
Reflections of yesterday
So long
Plastic island getaways
So long

If we could talk to our mothers, our fathers
our sisters, our brothers, our neighbors, all lovers
If we could walk on water or bleed of honey
and do away with time
Away with time

Trying every way to make this all better than before
Promise of a new day, these moneyless pockets can carry the weight
No more dragging feet on the sidewalks,blindly gazing into the sunlight before the black hole eclipses all the atmosphere,
All the atmosphere…

So long